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I’m here, Celeste.
She glanced around and saw a ghostly figure floating beside her in this ethereal plane, reaching for her.Zurvan.
She took his outstretched hand and together they rode the wave of passion, conscious of the burning heat of their physical connection, until they shot off the end of a rainbow and flew across space and time, landing together inside their bodies, entwined and panting, fully replete.
She tightened her vaginal muscles around him, holding his wonderful cock inside her. He spiraled his hips slightly, sending echoes of pleasure trembling through her.
“Zurvan, that was the most incredible experience of my life.”
He smiled and kissed her. Thoroughly and completely.
“Until next time,” he promised.
* * *
Zurvan held Celeste close as she fell into a deep sleep. He watched the rise and fall of her chest, entranced by the fact that she was alive and in his arms once again. His sweet Yana. His wonderful Celeste.
Now that the barriers between them had been removed, her feelings had bonded with his own. He had responded to her fear that he would not return her love, and quelled it. Now he shuddered as he drew on that connection now, wanting to understand her fear.
He saw a heart-rending vision of her as a young girl, six years old, tears glistening in her eyes as her mother explained that her father was not coming back. Celeste had never gotten over it. The barriers she’d erected over a lifetime of pain had been started that day.
His heart jolted as he realized his promise not to hurt her would be broken. He would cause her excruciating pain when he, too, abandoned her. Not by any choice of his own, but that wouldn’t ease her pain.
Great Ones, what have I done?
It was all his fault. He had encouraged her to make her wish. Now she loved someone who could not stay with her. He was a genie, enslaved by a crystal. He did not have the freedom to stay, no matter how much he wanted to.
His heart ached at the thought he would leave her in more pain than she’d endured before he arrived.
Chapter 8
Zurvan awoke to sunlight flickering across his face as a light breeze ruffled the curtains on the open bedroom window. He glanced at Celeste, her face inches from his own on the pillow.
He stroked her cheek tenderly and watched her eyelids flutter open, like shutters opening to sunshine, driving away the darkness in his soul.
He stroked her eyebrows, cupped her cheeks and smiled. “I love you.”
The sweet smile that turned up her lips washed away his lingering pain and brought tears prickling to his eyes. She reached for him and he slid into her arms, holding her so tightly he feared she might break. He loosened his hold, but not too much, and held her close.
She kissed his chest, her soft breath tickling his ribs.
He kissed the top of her head. “Come on, sleepyhead. Let’s take a shower.”
They soaped each other in the shower and enjoyed an intimate session of lovemaking under the warm caress of the water. Then Zurvan created a wonderful breakfast feast. Afterward, he drew Celeste to the couch and settled beside her. He took her hand in his.
“Celeste, I want to tell you a story about my life.”
She stared at him with her glittering blue eyes. “I’d love to hear it.”
He stroked the back of her hand while he talked.
“Centuries ago, when I was a free man, I often disguised myself and went out among mortals. I enjoyed seeing how they lived. It intrigued me how they stayed together as families and built communities to cooperate and care for one another. During one of these sojourns, I met a young woman named Yana. Her beauty took my breath away. She had bright blue eyes filled with laughter, a smile that rivalled the sunshine, and wisdom beyond her years. I was completely captivated by her.”
“You fell in love with her.”
“Yes, I did.”
A haze of pain darkened Celeste’s eyes. “Do you still love her?
